Here is what Criseida got for asking Sam if he was going to comb his hair today...Just after asking him the question, he came downstairs and said "My hair was kinda long and I needed to cut it". After we told him we needed to fix it, this is the face he made.

After a little boo-hooing Sam decided to get his hair fixed and we went out to the back porch to do a little head shavin'
Here is the finished product, note the oh so subtle divot in the middle of his hairline, I used the #1 blade, he didn't use any at all
I didn't want Sam to feel so horrible about his shaved head, so I decided to shave mine too so we could be twins. It was also a good excuse for me, because I've been wanting to shave my head. The sad part here is that after shaving a strip like Sam's you could barely even tell that I did it because the hair on my balding head is so thin..
Here we both are, with our shaved melons ready for the NC summer. Hair is overrated anyway, especially when it's 90 degrees and 100% humidity.
This is right in the beginning of our trip before getting on the tram. We weren't completely soaked. That came later. I would like you to take a moment now to see that Rueben's mustache is gone. Yes, it is gone and hopefully for good.
This is the giraffe exhibit. Sorry I didn't get any in the picture. Rueben is an exhibit all by himself. :)
I'm melting!!! This is me being not happy about the weather. I should have known better and not blow dried my hair straight that morning. Oh well, live and learn...over and over and over...
Cast iron Dumbo giving the boys a perfect spot for a photo shoot. Jackson is almost one year younger than Sam. They ran around like wild boys all day. There was a lot of "no running" "boys you are going to fall" "come back" "quit that" "stay close". We are such parents!
"Raindrops keep falling on my head"
Preparing for lift off. 
We were in the middle of the jungle. This is how green the entire state is. Very beautiful! 
These yellow rain ponchos made it easy to keep track of the kids. Most of the time they were but yellow spurts of sunshine on a gloomy day. That is exactly what kids are.





















